Chapter 1
CHAPTER ONE
GENMOR
The morning suns warmed my sleeping chamber as I stretched out on my sleeping platform. My cock stood erect, drooling with excitement.
Today, I took my place in the Bovinara Labyrinth, and by the time our third moon rose in the sky, my milkmaid would take her place servicing my needs.
A soft knock reached my ears before the doors opened and my valet entered. “Good morning, Highness.”
“Good morning indeed, Rogon.” I folded my hands beneath my head. “No bath yet.”
“I see you are planning to have your milkmaid work from the moment you meet her.” He went to my wardrobe and took out my robe. “Would you like any other garments?”
“Nope.” I threw the blanket off. “Look at this. It would be a disservice to hide it from her.”
“Quite true.” He held the robe out for me to slide into. “Your father has chosen seven females.”
“Are there hucows among them?”
A sly smile crept across his face. “There is one. And possibly one you could train.”
“Splendid news.” I tied my belt and faced Rogon. “How much time do I have?”
“Enough to meet the King for breakfast and view the seven prospects.” He walked over to the door opening it. “Then it will be time for you to take your place in the labyrinth.”
“Today will be glorious.” I inhaled deeply and strode from my chambers.
The halls were filled with servants bustling around preparing for the ball tonight. And I couldn’t wait to present my prize to them.
“Good morning, Genmor.” A cheery voice called from behind me, and soon Mitzi fell into step beside me. “Are you excited for the labyrinth?”
“I am indeed.” Glancing down, I noticed her swollen belly. “Finally showing?”
“Yes.” Her hands came up and caressed the bump. “Your father is hoping for a girl.”
That didn’t surprise me. I was the oldest of thirteen boys, and my younger brothers were quite a handful.
Mitzi came to us from a different galaxy. She hailed from a planet called Earth and answered an ad looking for adventurous people to help re-populate after the war ended.
“May I ask you something?”
“Of course, Gen.” She linked her arm with mine.
“When you were chosen for the labyrinth were you excited?”
Her head tilted, and she looked deep in thought. “Nervous.”
“Why?”
“The Idions invaded close to where I grew up. Our choices were to join the military, take sanctuary in one of the cults, or take our chances trying to survive.” She paused, holding me in place.
“When I saw the ad, I didn’t know what to expect.
And how was I to know if coming here would be better than the options there? ”
“I see.”
“I’m glad I came though.” She tugged me along as we made our way to the dining hall. “I thought I would hate being used as a brood mare. Turns out, I quite like being bred.”
“My father is very taken with you.” I couldn’t stop the smile on my face. “You make him happy, Mitzi.”
Tears filled her eyes, and she nodded.
The further her pregnancy went, the crazier her emotions became.
Would my milkmaid be the same way?
“There he is!” My father’s booming voice filled the hall as we entered. “I have been waiting for you!”
“My appetite is great this morning.” I walked Mitzi to her place beside him before taking my seat across the table. “I hear there may be a hucow among my chosen.”
He chuckled and waved the servants over. “My son needs nourishment before seeing the candidates.”
“Of course, Sire.” The young Kanus bowed and went to fetch the first course.
“Now for the choice you have.” My father clapped his hands. “You may enter the labyrinth from the secret entrance and wait for the winner. Or you can venture in ahead of them to see who will find you along the way.”
“The maze.” I felt my dick knock on the underside of the table. “That will allow me to see who is truly worthy of me.”
“Ah, I remember my first labyrinth.” He beamed. “That’s where I met my first wife.”
“And Genmor’s mother.” Mitzi smiled. “I appreciate that you don’t compare me to her.”
“My sweet, you are hooman, and she was a minovacca.” He raised his fist. “One of the few females of our race.”
“Ah, but I know you prefer soft women.” She reached onto his lap.
He smiled at me. “Son, you will love having a milkmaid.”
The servants brought out the first course, and I worried they’d never stop. It felt like hours had passed until my valet came into the room.
“Are we ready, King Ardus?”
“Son?” My father lifted his teacup towards me.
“Yes.” I wiped my mouth and almost knocked my chair to the floor as I stood up. “Throne room?”
Father chuckled. “Yes.”
He stood and then helped Mitzi stand, and I followed them like a young bull excited for his first milking.
“Gen, once your milkmaid proves fertile then I will step down from the throne, and you will take my place.”
“Wait.” I stopped and shook my head. “Why?”
“I do not wish to wait until I am too old to enjoy life.” He shrugged. “We need heirs to keep the line going.”
“You mean to tell me that once she is pregnant, I inherit the throne?”
“Yes.” He motioned for me to sit in his chair. “Get a feel for it.”
I dashed over, flung my robe open, and sat on the plush seat, my cock standing tall. “Bring the candidates out.”
Pride swelled in my chest as the side door opened and seven females were led out before me.
Mirtus stood to the side, her shoulders squared. “Prince Genmor, these are the females chosen for you.”
I thought back to when my father entered the labyrinth and recalled the questions he asked her.
“May I have their names and where they hail from?”
“Of course.” She dipped her head in a nod. “This is Aldri, she came to us from Dracoria. Then we have Serissa from Luminara.”
Aldri looked angry, and I saw smoke puff from her nostrils. Dragon females leaned towards the dominant side. I wasn’t looking for someone to challenge me.
Serissa shook her mane of rainbow hair and gave me a wink. She looked to be close to my height and had strong leg muscles.
The female in the middle stood there twitching nervously. She was smaller than the rest, and her cheeks looked flushed.
“Apricoria is from Tanum and her bark-like skin is soft to the touch.”
Tree females were too rigid.
“Beside her we have Mindy from Earth.” Mirtus rolled her eyes. “Then Tasha, who is also from Earth. She was sent here by Doctor Avery. She was one of the best hucows on the farm.”
Her face was pretty enough, and her udders were huge. The thought of drinking straight from the tap intrigued me, especially as I watched her nipples drip on the floor.
And that’s when it hit me.
Mindy had on clothing hiding her body from the neck down.
My cock throbbed, and I smiled as the Earthling gasped.
She seemed shy and inexperienced, which suited me just fine. She would be a clean slate to train.
“Vivia is from Marvummoth, and one of the remaining twenty.” Mirtus sounded excited by that.
Granted, breeding her would be a way to keep their species in the gene pool.
“And last we have Rasi from Atania.” As if on cue, the female extended her colorful wings.
Show off.
Mirtus clapped her hands, and the females turned and walked back through the door they came out of.
“Well, son?”
“You have chosen well.” I stood up and stretched. “What is my lead time?”
“I will give you ten minutes.” Mirtus bowed to me before heading to the females.
“Tonight, we celebrate!” Father scooped up Mitzi and carried her from the room.
I dropped my robe and made my way to the garden, darting into one of the many entrances.
Let the game begin!
Mindy
Tasha grabbed my hand as we entered the holding chamber. “Did you see his manhood?” She giggled and bounced, splashing me with milk. “I cannot believe you refused to show him what you have to offer.”
Who could miss it? It was right there!
“That is because she does not know what to do with a male like Genmor.” Aldri sniffed at me. “Being a puny hooman.”
“Size isn’t everything.” I snapped and pulled my hands from Tasha.
Rasi squawked a laugh. “As if that prime specimen would want a female who would emasculate him.”
“If you do not want me to pluck you bald, I suggest you shut your beak.” Aldri puffed her chest out. “None of you are good enough for him. He will seek me out.”
The strange woman, who reminded me of a ginormous butterfly, stretched her wings. “We shall see.”
I watched as the strange unicorn-looking woman walked off with the one who had bark for skin and shook my head.
Was I dreaming, or were these strange creatures real?
Mirtus shook her head. “Every labyrinth brings out the competitiveness in all species.”
Not dreaming. This was real.
“Um, Miss Mirtus, what exactly happens now?” I fought back the tears that threatened to fall.
“There are seven doors, choose one and wait for it to open.”
“And then?” I rolled my eyes upward, hoping she didn’t see my tears.
“When it opens you enter the labyrinth.” Her face pinched in irritation. “Not the smartest from your planet are you?” She pointed toward the hall. “Go.”
I dropped my head and made my way through the circular hall to the only door left. The titters and murmurs from the others stung as I passed by them.
Aldri wasn’t wrong. I had no clue what to do with a man, let alone a bull-like creature.
Each door had a different smell and when I reached mine, a soft floral scent tickled my nose.
Well. So far, so good.
From the other side, I heard the crowd cheering, intermixed with bets on who would make it to the center first.
No matter where you were, or what planet you were on, people were the same.
The floor beneath my feet shook and then rose up. A moment later, I was surrounded by a mirrored box.
I couldn’t see anything but my reflection, and hanging from the roof was a black bag.
“Welcome to the Labyrinth! Today we have seven contestants ready to make their way through and be claimed by Prince Genmor!” The announcer’s voice unnerved me. He sounded happy to see us run through the maze.
“Here are your contestants. In this box we have a hucow! Meet Tasha, she is here from Earth and has been hailed as one of the best milk producers from the Creamy Delight Dairy!”
The people responded by cheering louder.
“You still have time to place your bets, so get them locked in now!”
Cheers roared as I felt my way around the mirror.
“Next we have Vivia!” Her name came out in a singsong way. “She is Marvummoth and looking for a new cocoon to keep her warm!”
What a horrible thing to say.
“From the planet of Dragons, we have Dracorian warrior Aldri!” The roar of the crowd grew louder. “She claims to be a hot head who insists she can keep the Prince warm!”
“Beside her let us check out the pretty pony Serissa!” More cheers. “With those legs she plans to prance her way into the Prince’s barn and let him ride her when she is bad!”
I heard a whip crack, and the audience stomped their feet.
“Turn your attention to the tiny little hooman and give it up for Mindy!” The sounds of the crowd subdued. “She is our underdog in this race.”
My heart sank to my toes. I wasn’t wanted on Earth, and I was not wanted here.
“Moving on we have Apriconia from Tanum. Her bark is soft, and she claims the Prince Genmor will not leaf her alone!” He barked out a laugh.
The overwhelming sound of the crowd had me dropping to the floor. I didn’t ask to be here, and I sure don’t want to be the one who has to milk him.
“Finally, we have Rasi from Atania. Stunning colors. Impeccable manners. She is ready to take her place beside the Prince.”
The jerk announcer was quiet for a moment, and once the crowd calmed down, he spoke. “Here are the rules.”
An eerie, hushed silence fell over the area.
“There.” He paused. “Are.” He paused again and then yelled out. “No rules!”
Again, the crowd went nuts.
“Contestants! It is time to don your masks and be free in the labyrinth. Remember, anything goes and the first to reach the Prince in the center wins.”
Pushing myself up off the floor, I reached for the black bag and pulled it over my head.
This was so stupid.
Instead of cheers, it sounded like a countdown as the box spun and dropped. Cheers resumed, and something shoved me out into a bush.